Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
quarta-feira, 9 de setembro de 2015
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Nossas vidas começam a terminar no dia em que permanecemos em silêncio sobre as coisas que importam.
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